“Being a foster mom isn’t easy. Especially when I never signed up for it. And especially when it’s for my own niece.
I’ve seen addiction before. But when it hit my own family, it shattered me. For years, we believed my sister would get better. We poured in tears, prayers, money, and hope… but nothing worked.
Then came the baby. For a little while, it felt like things were turning around. She was clean. We had hope again. But the addiction returned stronger than ever.
That’s when I knew: I had to step in.
My niece and I always shared a bond, and I couldn’t stand by and watch her grow up in chaos. I love my sister, and I’ll never stop hoping she finds healing. But this little girl deserved stability, love, and a real chance at life.
So I took her in. And now, at just 3 years old, she’s thriving. She’s safe. She’s happy. She’s loved the way every child deserves to be.
At 25, I never thought I’d be a mom to a child who isn’t biologically mine. But it’s the most rewarding, life-changing thing I’ve ever done.
The truth is… I may have saved her life. But in so many ways, she saved mine too.”